"Dad..."
"Dad, please wake up..." you hear with the usual accompanying nudge against your shoulder.
You brush whoever's hand it is off of you and wave them off. "Just make some cereal. I'll be down in a minute," you say lethargically.
"Dad!" Adagio shouts. Her urgency snaps you right out of your trance and you shoot up straight in bed. You blink a few times as your vision focuses on her. The look on her face is one of desperation, like the house is burning down or something.
"What?"
"I think there's something wrong with Sonata. She won't get up," Adagio says, her voice edging on panic. You push the covers off of you and quickly move out into the hallway to check on her. Adagio follows you close behind.
"What do you mean she won't get up?" you ask, your heart pounding at the sudden possibilities that might imply. Without waiting for an answer you burst into Sonata's room, looking to her bed and fearing the worst. Instead, you just find her writhing in bed, holding her stomach and letting out a few low moans. You let out a sigh of relief at the sight.
"She just keeps saying it hurts and won't talk to me. I tried to get her up but she won't do anything else." Adagio stands close by you, fidgeting her hands together with worry plaguing her face. You shake your head.
"Adagio, try and open with something a little less serious next time," you say as you walk up to Sonata's bed and kneel by it.
"What do you mean? Sonata won't get up. Something's really wrong with her, Dad!" Adagio almost sounds like she's about to cry. She's looking down at her sister like it might be the last time she ever sees her.
"Adagio, calm down, honey. Sonata is going to be fine, okay? Just take some deep breaths."
Adagio nods to you. "Y-yes, sir."
You turn back to Sonata, who's still tossing and turning in bed, holding a harsh grimace on her face. "Sonata, honey, what's wrong?"
"It hurts, Daddy."
"What hurts, sweetie?"
She lets out a little groan of pain and turns over. "Everything," she says. You can definitely hear how congested she is in her voice.
"You're gonna have to be more specific than that, sweetie, or Daddy can't help you."
Adagio taps you on the shoulder. "I heard her crying in the bathroom last night. I think she was throwing up."
You put a hand over Sonata's forehead. The heat radiating off of her is intense. A frown crosses your face, as you do not have the time to deal with this right now. You turn back to Adagio for a minute. "Can you go grab me the thermometer out of the kitchen drawer by the fridge?"
She nods to you then is off like a bullet out of Sonata's room. You shake your head again as you hear her stomp down the stairs so fast you're sure she might fall. The last thing you need is to have to deal with two incapacitated daughters. Before you can even yell out the door at her to be careful, she runs back up the stairs and is in Sonata's room holding out a hand to you with the thermometer in it.
You give her a raised eyebrow as you take it from her. "What?" she asks you.
You stick it in Sonata's mouth, having to put a hand on her shoulder just so she doesn't rock around her bed and spit it out. As soon as it beeps, you pull it out to see it flash the number 104.9.
"Oh, Jeez..." you say as you look at the little screen. Sonata was complaining of a stomach ache the day before and had a bit of a cough, but she seemed fine when you dropped her off at school, and only marginally worse when you picked her up at the end of the day. You've never really seen it get this bad this fast though, and you chastise yourself for not catching this sooner. How could you expect her to get this sick after only a couple weeks of school, anyway?
"Is she gonna be alright, Dad?" Adagio asks as you stand up again, her voice growing even more worried after hearing what you said.
"Go wake up your sister and get her dressed and tell her to grab her game thing. Go grab some books or something of yours for the day and meet me in the car, okay?"
"What? Where are we going?"
"We need to go to the hospital," you say. You realize a little too late that might have been the wrong way to say that.
"What?!" Adagio nearly shouts. Her breathing goes erratic as she looks up to you. "She's gonna be okay, right? We don't really need to go to the hospital do we? Dad, please say something! Is Sonata gonna die?!" Adagio rattles off faster than you can even keep up with.
You kneel down next to her and put your hands on her shoulders. She is way too old to be freaking out this badly over her sister getting a little sick. "Adagio, deep breaths, honey. Your sister is going to be fine, okay? I just don't have the medicine to deal with this, so we need to go see a doctor. Now just calm down and get your sister out to the car for me, okay?"
Adagio closes her eyes and tries to take a few deep breaths. She calms down a little bit, but you can still see some pretty intense worry in her eyes when she looks back up to you. "O-okay."
"Good girl." You give her a little push out of the room and pick up Sonata out of the bed. Sonata lets out another moan, and writhes in your arms.
"Daddy, it hurts..." she says, then rattles off a couple of really nasty coughs. You hold her close and pick up a few of her things to take to the hospital.
"I know, honey. We're gonna go to the doctor's and they're gonna make it all better, okay?"
She just lets out a little whine in response. You take her into your room so you can get dressed really quick and grab a bag to take to the hospital for you and the girls. You hope you wouldn't be there for more than a day or so, but you can never really know for sure. You curse whatever pestilence gods there might be for not waiting at least a day later until Sunday since you'd have to call into work and take off... again.
Once you get out to the car, Adagio and Aria are out there waiting for you thankfully. You thought Adagio might actually break down and have a panic attack before she could get to Aria's room. She's still looking through the window at the two of you with worry. As you open the door to the car and strap Sonata in, she still looks at the two of you apprehensively, especially Sonata, who is still moaning in her little six-year-old agony.
As you drive to the hospital, Adagio seems like she's on the verge of breaking down as she keeps looking back at Sonata. Aria, on the other hand, can't seem to care less as she sits beside her sister and gives her an occasional glare at every pained moan she lets out. Aria just goes back to playing on her handheld thing and pretty much ignores Sonata's cries for help. Thankfully it looks like she's too tired to give her sister any lip, so you thank whatever gods there are for the little things.
You put a hand on Adagio's thigh to try and calm her down. "Honey, she's gonna be alright. Stop worrying, okay?"
"But what if something goes wrong at the hospital and they can't do anything and then she gets worse and then we--"
"Adagio!" you say, shaking her a little bit. "She's going to be alright. Don't freak out on me, okay?"
Aria perks up at her sister's outburst. "Wait, why are we going to the hospital?"
You raise an eyebrow at Adagio. "You didn't tell her?"
"No, I just told her she needed to get in the car."
Aria unbuckles her seatbelt and leans towards the front seat. "Why do we need to go to the hospital?"
You nudge Aria backward. "Put your seatbelt back on, honey. Sonata's just a little sick and I don't have enough medicine to take care of her, so we're just going to the hospital to see a doctor, alright?"
"Is she gonna die?" Aria asks, a little bit of concern growing on her face as she looks over at her fidgeting sister; though not even in the same galaxy as the amount of worry Adagio is going through. "She sure looks like she's gonna die," Aria says, scooting away from Sonata towards the door.
"No, Aria, she's going to be fine. Now put your seatbelt back on already."
When you finally get to the hospital, Sonata looks even worse than when you put her into the car. She started sweating pretty heavily on the way over, and all the color has drained out of her face. Moving her around probably didn't do her any favors, but you would rather her get a little bit sicker than be miserable for the next couple of days.
You check into the ER and fill out a couple of forms. Luckily, since it's so early in the morning, no one else is really there to slow the process down, so you get into a room pretty quickly and get to see a doctor.
After a few back and forth trips from several nurses and a doctor, Sonata finally stops squirming and is resting peacefully in one of the hospital beds. Adagio looks like she just missed getting hit by a truck as she stares at her sister with a relieved smile on her face. You roll your eyes at her hysterics. It makes you happy that she cares about her sister so much, but even she could go a bit overboard sometimes.
Aria, on the other hand, isn't happy at all as she sits beside you in one of the chairs, her arms crossed over her chest and her face is slowly being overcome with frustration. "Aria, why don't you play your game or something?"
"I don't want to."
"Are you hungry? We could go down and get something from--"
"No," she says harshly.
"Then what's wrong, sweetie?"
"I want to go home."
You put a hand on her shoulder. "Honey, we can't go home right now. Sonata's sick and we need to stay here with her until the doctors say if we can take her back or not."
"Well how long do we have to stay here?" Aria asks.
"I don't know. We might have to stay here overnight if--"
Aria jerks out from under your hand and jumps up out of the chair. "I am NOT staying here overnight!"
Adagio's relieved smile quickly turns to a furrowed glare at her sister. "Sonata's sick, Aria. The least we could do is be here to help her."
"She's over there sleeping! She doesn't need our help," Aria says, giving her sister a glare back.
"She'll feel better if she sees us all here for her when she wakes up."
"I don't care! I just want to go home already. This is stupid! Sonata's stupid, and I don't want to be here anymore," Aria says, stomping her foot.
"Sweetie--" you try to say.
"The whole world doesn't revolve around you, Aria!" Adagio shoots back, getting angrier by the second at Aria.
"Yeah? Well the world doesn't revolve around that baby either. Maybe if you weren't so boring you would know that."
Adagio scoffs. "What? I'm not boring."
"Are too," Aria says. "That's why you don't have any friends. All you ever do is read and no one wants to talk to you."
Adagio lets out a little, frustrated growl at her sister. "Yeah? Well maybe you'd keep a friend longer than a few days if you weren't so awful to be around. Sugarcoat was right, you really are bratty," Adagio says, giving her sister a once over and using an extremely conceited tone. You have some uncomfortable flashbacks of how Sunset was before the Fall Formal at that. That's definitely not a trait you want your daughter to pick up.
You stand up. "Girls, that's enou--"
Aria lets out her own frustrated growl and then finally yells out "Shut up!" loud enough to make you wince. She sprints over to the door and jerks it open, then runs out into the hallway.
You shake your head and sigh. "Adagio, stay here with Sonata," you tell her as you chase Aria out. Adagio looks a little shaken up, but that's not something you can really deal with this instant.
You run after Aria and finally grab her by the sleeve in the hallway. "Let go of me!" she shouts as she turns around and tries to fight you off. She gives your shin a few weak kicks and slaps at your arm grasping hers. "Let me go already!" she shouts, making a scene to everyone around her. The other people in the hallway are starting to stare, so you bring her in closer to you.
"Aria, calm down!"
"No! I want to go home! Let me go!" She lets out a scream as she fights against you, making you let out your own agitated grunt as she continues to fight against you.
The urge to smack some sense into her creeps into your thoughts, and instantly shocks you out of your rage. You bring Aria into a tight hug so she can't struggle as hard, gently shushing her as you held her. She keeps struggling until finally she doesn't have the energy to push against you any longer and finally goes limp in your grasp. Her little head rests against your chest, and her voice shakes with a sudden sob. You can see a few tears running down her cheeks. She also grasps your shirt tightly, as if letting go of it might find her lost to the world forever. You pick her up off the ground and keep her held against you, gently stroking her as she starts crying. "I just want to go home..." she says in a cracking voice.
"Shhh, it's okay, honey. We'll go home soon."
You walk back to Sonata's room with Aria in your arms, feeling ashamed of yourself that you thought for even a split second about hitting her. You close your eyes, thinking of the promise you made to Sunset a long time ago that neither of you would ever resort to hitting your kids. You hate that your mind even played with the idea of breaking that promise. You intend to keep it until the day you die, no matter how bad any of them get.
You sit back down in one of the chairs, stroking Aria's hair as she lays there against you. She didn't have time to pull her long locks into their usual pigtails, so her disheveled head of hair is laying frayed against you. "I just wanna go home, Daddy. Please..."
"Shhh, I know, honey. Daddy's here. I'll take you home soon."
Adagio looks over from Sonata's bedside with a pained expression on her face. She looks at Aria and bites her lip with worry. "I... I didn't make her cry, did I?"
You shake your head at her, though you are a little disappointed that she got into it with Aria. You usually try to stop Aria and Adagio fighting as quickly as you can, since Aria basically gets crushed every time. Adagio could be absolutely vicious with her words, and Aria never seems to learn. You felt lucky Adagio doesn't take up the same attitude as Aria does.
After a long wait for Aria to finally stop crying, she falls asleep against you and starts to quietly snore. You figure it's pretty early in the morning, and she definitely wore herself out fighting against you and crying so much. You gently set her into one of the other chairs and inspect the tear stains on your shirt.
"Dad, is she okay?" Adagio asks.
"I think so, she was probably just tired from being woken up so early on a Saturday."
Adagio looks over at her sleeping sister with a tentative glance. "You don't think I really upset her, do you?" she says, looking back up to you.
"No, sweetie. I'm not sure what got into her..." you say, but as soon as you think about it, you instantly know why. The last time Aria was in a hospital, this hospital specifically, all three of you were waiting to hear the news of how the surgery went after Sunset's accident. Those memories are hardly bearable for you, you can't imagine how Aria is handling it.
"How are you doing?" you ask Adagio. This is the first time she's been back into the hospital too since then.
"Huh? I'm okay."
"Are you sure, honey? You aren't thinking of any bad memories?" you say, leaning forward towards her. If anything you'd think she would have the worst of it. You'll never be able to forget that look on her face after the second surgery when the doctor told you and Adagio that Sunset was gone. You felt lucky that you had left Sonata and Aria with a friend at the time. You didn't know if you could actually deal with all three of them at once.
"Oh... well, I've been trying to think about Sonata. It... it hurts thinking about that," Adagio says, her eyes drifting to the floor.
"I know, honey. I'm here if you feel like talking about it."
Adagio is silent for a moment as she stares at Aria. "Do you think I could go down to the cafeteria to get us something to eat?" she asks innocently.
You smile at her. "Of course, honey," you say as you slip your wallet out of your back pocket and give her some money.
She shoots a quick "Thanks!" at you before running out of the room, leaving you with a sleeping Aria.
You let out a sigh of relief that it's Saturday. You didn't know if you could really let the girls miss any more school this early without falling behind. As you start thinking about it, you wince once you realize it had been a few hours and you hadn't even called into work to tell them you couldn't make it.
After a pretty heated discussion with your boss about absence etiquette and how much work you've missed recently, you step back into the room, even more stressed out than when you left. On top of Sonata getting sick, Aria getting in so much trouble, and already having to worry about the future, the last thing you need is to have to bring your own job security into question.
You sigh when you see Aria sitting there sleeping, all curled up with her knees against her chest and her mouth hanging slightly open as she leans against the wall. She looks so peaceful despite her tearstained face. You run a hand across her cheek, smiling at the little girl you and Sunset made. A twinge of guilt hits you again when you think about contemplating hitting her. She was only scared of being in the hospital again and didn't know how to deal with it; you can't even imagine how much a smack might have made that worse for her. You brush her bangs back and give her a quick kiss on the forehead before you sit back down beside her.
Adagio makes it back with a few bags in her hand from the cafeteria and is quick to hand you the change from the money you have her. The crinkling of the plastic bag soon wakes Aria up. Adagio picks up a cup out of one of the bags once she sees Aria's eyes fluttering open.
"Aria," she whispers.
"Huh?" Aria says as she slowly sits up.
"I got you some ice cream. It's some cookie dough with crushed Oreos on top. The ice cream place didn't have crushed up Oreos so I bought a roll of them and crushed them up myself. I hope that's okay."
"O-oh..." Aria looks into the cup that Adagio gives her. "Thanks, Adagio," Aria says, a little bit of wonder in her eyes.
"I'm really sorry about what I said. I don't think you're bratty," Adagio says, giving her sister a smile.
"It's okay..." Aria says as she blinks her puffy eyes a few times and takes a bite of her ice cream. You shoot her a quick, stern glare as the silence hangs in the room for a few moments.
"Oh, I'm sorry too, Adagio. You're not that boring."
You shake your head and nudge Aria. "Okay, you're not boring."
Adagio leans forward and wraps her sister in a hug. "Thank you, Aria."
The exchange leaves a smile on your face. Adagio hands you a sandwich she got from the cafeteria and pulls out one of her own to eat. After a few minutes she perks up and pulls her own bag over to her side. "Oh, Dad, I got the mail for you before we left."
"Thanks, honey," you say as you take the stack from her. You flip through it, frowning at the pile of bills and junk mail, that is until you see a yellow and pink decorated envelope.
"What's that?" Adagio asks.
You pull it open and pull out a very nice piece of pretty expensive paper. It takes you a bit by surprise as you read over it. "It's a wedding invitation."
"To whose wedding?" Adagio asks.
You have to read over the names a few times. You're a little surprised the two of them finally ended up together. They were quite an odd pair in high school, and you really couldn't see them lasting much longer than that, but you've been wrong before. "Fluttershy and Bulk Biceps," you finally answer.
Adagio is still too precious.
Huh. Well, good for them...
Oh no. These three at a wedding? That will probably not end well. And if their father leaves Adagio in charge as he goes alone, the house might have burned down by the time he got back.
Still, that's a less immediate concern that Sonata's situation, though thankfully that doesn't seem too severe. Here's hoping that's the case.
7260687 Yes, I sort of pointed out my naivety in the next chapter when we DO find out what happened to her... Or I just missed the clues that lead up to that fact.
Well that seemed a little preachy on the authors view of corporal punishment. Personally I'm glad my parents spanked me. I always needed it being such a hard headed kid... Kind of like how Aria is acting.
You had me worried about Sonata for a moment
I hope there isn't something serious going on with her.
Fluttershy and Bulk Biceps. I hope she doesn't have butterfly's on her wedding dress, or we may have a runaway groom
Really? Bulk and Flutters? That's an odd pair. Cool though.
7261723 so the wedding scene may essentially be a day in the life of the cutie mark crusaders
Ahh so they are his and Sunset's biological daughters.
I'm gonna name this guy.
The girls are named after music and dusk,
Blaze, and Dazzle, sooooooooo
"I" am called "Ballad."
Question.
Can we expect this to happen?:
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or perhaps Ballad (yes I'm going with that.) and the girls to run into real EG Sunset and a scene to be made?
only seeing the title, bob ross would be proud with these happy little stars
ok I feel like i'm missing something is there a story befor this
Now that my curiosity about who the mother is has been quelled, a new curiosity has risen in its place: what was the accident that brought about a hospital visit and subsequent end of Sunset's life? I'm looking forward to seeing this expanded upon even further.
7261746 the use of spanking is something that I grew up with and I have yet to implement in raising my kids.
You really need to look at that from a logical view, NOT an emotional one. Spanking should not be designed to inflict pain so much as redirect attention and behavior.
But in this case Aria was acting out, on first reflex it's because she is temperamental and apathetic, BUT further information shows that it's because she is traumatized. She last went to a hospital and her mom never left. That is real fear and she is reacting the only way she knows through anger.
Spanking her or yelling would only further aggravate her. This Dad made the right call, the indicator that she grips him for dear life when it's over is the key.
More like Pasha Biceps
7262388 Sonata look's like Ruby from RWBY with those clothes tbh
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Yes.
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Within the next three or four chapters, actually. Staring at that picture for a while is part of the reason I started writing this story again, so I couldn't just not have a cute Halloween chapter.
7262533 No, you aren't. But I'm sure Holy will release some chapters dealing with the past too
7262018 Opposites attract
OMG now I am really worried about Sonata.
I want her to get better soon
7262533 not that i'm aware of but that's definitely something i hope holy is tossing around his noggin'.
7262533 That's the point. The authors wrote this so to keep readers on the edge of their seats and constantly guessing. I like the way this author used it in the story.
7263814 hmmm... almost forgot about that. You may be right...
Call me old fashioned, but if a kid's gonna do something utterly stupid then sometimes slapping them is an efficient way to get their attention. In this particular scenario, a hug might've been the right call...but the truth of the world is that punishment follows bullshit.
I'm not saying you should beat your kids, but pain is an excellent teacher, used in extreme moderation.
I have a request: Give us some relief. As a dad and a dazzling and Sunset fan I am loving this, but emotionally....I could use some happy.
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I usually just try to let this shit go and not start drama, but this shit is child abuse, and I'm not going to sit by and let someone actively advocate for it on one of my stories.
Pain and fear are fucking awful dissuasions from bad behavior. I don't care how much moderation you use it with, abusing your children is never okay; it's been found to cause actual mental and emotional damage to them, and you're doing nothing but saving yourself the effort of actually solving the problem.
Spanking is a short-term solution that only addresses the immediate behavior, not the actual cause of that behavior. This kind of shit is detrimental to the emotional development of a very impressionable child. By doing this, you're teaching them to deal with their problems in the short-term with violence, fear, and manipulation to get their way, and when you punish them for actually putting your habits towards them into action, they're getting mixed signals from you, and in the end, your actions are going to speak a lot louder than your words. Shit like this is going to leave kids severely emotionally stunted when they get older, as they have no idea how to properly hash out their emotions and deal with problems in relationships without that ingrained, subconscious habit of using violence and manipulation, actually increasing the aggressive behavior in children.
It's also going to severely damage the relationship with the parent, and like I said is going to increase aggressive behavior that it was likely to try and stop in the first place. Instead of actually talking through why certain behaviors are bad, and encouraging independent problem solving skills, you're only giving them a fear of punishment instead of an actual moral compass. They're also going to look to you as a parent as someone to be feared, and further isolate them from any actual hope of working through it verbally for some sort of emotional growth. Shit like this is only going to make them rebel against you, furthering a vicious cycle of feelings they don't know how to deal with and abuse from you as a parent with no end in sight. It can stunt actual mental growth as well, with some studies finding that it can reduce a childs grey matter, problm solving skills, and IQ development over the course of their early lives to a statistically significant degree. Not only that, but could also put them at risk for drug and alcohol abuse (which I can personally attest to), depression (which I can also personally attest to), and a myriad of other mental problems later in life.
When you put corporal punishment in the context of it being able to damage a child's emotional and mental wellbeing for the rest of their lives, there is no case to be made in its use. Spanking is a band-aid problem on a behavioral issue that the child has no idea how to deal with, and hitting them to make them stop is not going to help them get any closer to solving it and achieving any sort of emotional growth. I am so sick and tired of hearing the excuse that someone's parents did it so it must be okay. Tradition is no excuse for the continuation of hitting the next generation. Now that we actually have knowledge on the subject and know it's bad, there is no excuse. I don't care if how young a child is, or how large that language barrier can get at times, when you hit your kids you're only making things easier for yourself, at the potential cost of their future wellbeing. And besides, hitting a kid at an even earlier stage in their emotional development is even more inexcusable.
It doesn't matter if it's a smack on the ass or a slap on the arm; you're still hitting them regardless. I don't care if I'm sounding preachy; this is a person's future at stake. There are better ways to handle children than violence.
Here, I even have sources:
http://www.news24.com/MyNews24/Debunking-corporal-punishment-myth-1-Spanking-children-for-discipline-does-no-harm-20131119
http://pediatrics.aappublications.org/content/early/2012/06/27/peds.2011-2947.abstract
https://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/moral-landscapes/201309/research-spanking-it-s-bad-all-kids
tl;dr: don't hit your kids, it's bad for them.
7264327 Here here!!
7264327 A profanity laced SJW argument littered with personal attacks on my mental well being...cool. Have a good day author, your story is not worth this.
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I find it kinda funny that I just got compared to SJW, given my completely opposite political beliefs, and even moreso that I didn't once actually attack you specifically. On top of that, any insults on your mental ability you might have thought were implied through my argument could be just as easily be applied to myself, since I went through the exact same type of discipline.
It seems pretty clear that you didn't even bother actually reading any of that. Take the time to read that argument more closely and actually look over those sources. Hitting your children is a detriment to their future. Hopefully someday you'll see that and not pass the abuse you suffered down onto your own kids.
7264385 I do respect your stance, and the fervor behind it. I was the eldest child in my family and 'discipline' such as it was fell on my head the hardest, especially where step-parents were involved when my biological parents split. My dad thrashed the shit out of me with a belt when I did something particularly egregious, as he saw it. Was I pissed off? Resentful? You can be sure as shit I was. Afraid? Yeah, I was, at the time.
I know where you're coming from, I do. I lived it. I guess we took away something different from the experiences, if only in hindsight. My intent was not to start an argument, only comment based on my own experiences. I'll refrain from doing so from here on; sorry for the trouble.
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Good on you for having the courage to stand up for this. I would agree with you.
As a child, I was often heavily abused, sometimes in front of my brothers. This has led to a lack of trust in adults and others which I naturally regret
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I appreciate your stance on corporal punishment. It's not okay to smack a kid just like it's not okay to smack an adult. There are much better ways to deal with a troubled kid than hitting them. Communication is what's needed, not violence. I was never once hit by either of my parents and I turned out just fine.
Anyway, this was a fantastic chapter. I don't normally go for 2nd person stories, but you write it so well! When I get to the end of a chapter, I'm left eagerly waiting for the next. It's going to be a hell of a thing when Aria and Sonata learn the truth about their mother.
7264372 A mental being like yours isn't well.
Adagio? More like Ad'aaawgio!
Did not expect it to be Fluttershy and Bulk! I thought it was like Applejack and Rarity. But Bulk Bicep? Really? Meh, another good chapter all the same.
I remember the days when I would sneak away from the road while the other kids were waiting on the bus and go into the woods to play, until my mother caught me doing it one day and made sure to wait until my dad got home!
Needless to say, I never did skip school anymore as I had a belt ahold of me within 5 minutes after he found out, course it was only 3 lashings but I still remember them like yesterday..course i also remember the talk we had before and after too but not so much.
I'd go so far as to say that his actions made me a better man and a hell of alot more open minded about studying instead of goofing off.
So, with all due respect to you,
7263609 take the blame on your problems elsewhere as I've heard the same shit from serial killers who don't want to admit that they are the ones that fucked up their own lives.
And stop looking through those damn porn sites and trying to post them as reference material to your personal agenda against your parents when they didn't give you that candy you wanted when you were six.
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Those all are legitimate medical studies conducted on the issue which you did not try to dispute in the slightest, and that I doubt you even took a moment to look over. If you actually want to dispute my argument, you should do a little more than bring up some anecdotal evidence and just dismiss actual evidence without even a single point to refute it. You're basically using the same bullshit "my parents did it so it must be fine" argument that I've seen a thousand times before, and it doesn't for one second make that shit right. What you're advocating for is child abuse. Countless studies have found numerous negative effects from your parents innocent "discipline". If you can't actually argue your point with legitimate information on the subject, take your abusive bullshit elsewhere.
7267700
Whilst I do not condone unwarranted punishment which is what you probably faced as a child I will not be quiet when someone calls all corporeal punishment abuse, and by extension My parents as abusers.
I really am nice but I do get to dig my heels in a few particular subjects and this is one of them.
You may call it abuse because that may be EXACTLY what happened to you but corporeal punishment is a biblical standard that's kept good men and women from doing terribly stupid and wrong things.
Whilst I agree that problems should be discussed and the root of the problem found and solved via communication, as it is supposed to be! There are times when corporeal punishment takes precedence over verbal warnings such as, attempting to use a pair of scissors to see if they can trim the family cat.
Would you prefer to instead deal punishment to the animal for your child's mistake even after saying that scissors are dangerous And they repeatedly ignore you?
7267744
It is all abuse. Would you hit another adult for doing something you thought was bad behavior? No, because that's assault, and it shouldn't be any different with kids. It's even worse with kids that are even earlier in their emotional development and will have no idea how to actually deal with problems in the future other than "don't do this because my parents will hit me". Do you seriously think that's better for them than teaching them why a certain behavior is bad rather than beating them like you're a shitty dog trainer?
The fact that you even consider abusing your children over something so innocent is disgusting. For the second time, I'll tell you to look over those sources. This shit causes legitimate mental and emotional problems later in life. Stop hiding from that fact and condoning violence against children who can't defend themselves. I don't care how many pieces of anecdotal evidence you bring up, there is actual evidence proving the violence you're advocating for is legitimately harmful.
And downvoting my story isn't going to make your argument any less wrong.
7267700
Point of the matter is that you claim this is wrong in all regards and you hold a Bias towards this subject just as all people do, but you allow parents who have befriended their children to be your model example and while most do grow up to be fine adults, some severely lack common sense in even the most basic forms.
Case#1 a early middle aged woman whom I've known her entire life grew up in a "Model home" where spanking was not allowed had gone off to college and received a degree in business accounting (very smart girl), later finds out that if you try to cross the street before looking that vehicles might hit you.
Case#2 my neighbour's young boy that called his parents by their first names (and apparently thought he could get in my yard whenever he wanted) didn't have the sense even at twelve years old to realize that shooting the neighbour's phantom poodle with a bb gun was a bad idea, and yes I was there as I was concerned for the kid getting a bb gun when his dad told him specifically not to aim at anyone or anything but the target block and turned his back to his son thinking that was enough to deter him
7267800
Do you not know what anecdotal evidence is? Your personal stories prove exactly nothing in comparison to actual evidence of lifelong harm. I am biased against child abuse in all forms because it's child abuse. Those studies, particularly the second one, are specifically for physical punishment in the absence of much harsher maltreatment, I.e. the shit you're advocating for.
Hitting your kids is wrong. There is no middle ground for this.
7267781
I downvoted because I do not like that you added in a opinion that had nothing to do with the story other then for you to feel as if it needed to be said but otherwise the story was swell until I realized you were like this.
And yes I have smacked my brother in the back of his head when he did something or said something incredibly stupid.
You continue to go back to this study so I might as well have a look and see what hogwash you've been drilled full of.
But again the dislike wasn't over the debate we are having but a completely uneeded agenda against what you consider abuse.
7267822
That scene and its context are entirely related to the story and Aria's behavior and her relationship to her father. I find it ridiculous that it isn't obvious to you.
And the fact that you casually abuse your sibling is fucking disgusting. Make sure you read every single one of those studies listed in the first article, just to see the damage you're condoning to children.
7267858
My brother was 25 when I did that.
Learn to ask questions about something first then begin the hellraising.
I've read the first second and third though I didn't much care for the third as it simply states what is gathered from the first article and outlines it in a way to have people believe it to be true without research into the matter.
But if it were simply JUST in the story I'd be fine with it as all authors have a defining trait to them and I would have thought that to be yours.
7267892
Are you fucking serious?
I don't give a shit how old your brother was, violence is not an answer to bad behavior. Not with adults, and certainly not with kids. Your pro-abuse bullshit is the same regardless of how far you want to try and move the goalposts.
7267858
I am a fair commenter but when you basically call a entire percentage of parents of those who read your stories abusers it isn't good and shows that you are willing to downright shun those who enjoy these stories you write for us because we believe in something differently. This is where I'm digging in at. If you have to then request they take a discussion like this to pm but allow others to actually enjoy the story and not come and see a massive shit fest over a single piece of storyline in the comments.
It left the story the moment you posted your comment about it Holy.
7267892
And here are the two professional studies you somehow seemed to miss being sourced in the third article:
7267912
I'm not sorry that I'm willing to stand up against child abuse. It left the story as soon as two people condoned for abuse. I only responded in kind to show them how wrong they were. This isn't some simple disagreement over a trivial issue. This is a serious problem of normalized violence against children that does massive amounts of damage to them later in life. Don't even try to act like you're the marginalized victim here. People like you chose to voice their support of abuse, and I responded with my opposition to it.
I've provided plenty of evidence to battle your claims that it's somehow a viable answer to bad behavior. Now you either do the same or leave with your toxic ideas on developmental discipline.
7267917
I was speaking of the bullet points they added which is a classic form of propaganda in which they create the worst situation and claiming as fact